Ahmad

[Intro:]
Back in the days when I was young Im not a kid anymore
But some days I sit and wish I was a kid again
Back in the days when I was young Im not a kid anymore
But some days I sit and wish I was a kid again
Back in the days
[Verse One:]
When I just a little niggerole
I looked up to my bigger bro
Begged if I could kick it so
when he went out with girls I could go taggin along
Naggin if she had a sis maybe could mack a baby hoodrat
Yall remember way back then, when it was 1985
all the way live, I think I was about ten
One of those happy little niggaz singin the blues
That be always tryin to bag with the shag (and karate shoes)
Sayin "Yo momma black, his momma this, his momma that"
Then he get mad and wanna scrap
We stay mad about, ten minutes then its like back on the bike
To play hide and go get it with the younger hoes by the bungaloes
Then switch to playin ding dong ditch, when that gets
old and too cold to hack it, threw on a bomber jacket
You could tell the ballers cuz they bell wearin Gazelles
If they really had money raised be sportin BKs
and, all the girls had they turkish link
If it broke then they made earrings to it, like they meant to do it
But, sometimes, I still sit and reminesce
Then, think about the years I was raised, back in the days
[Chorus: x2]
Back in the days when I was young Im not a kid anymore
But some days I sit and wish I was a kid again
Back in the days when I was young Im not a kid anymore
But some days I sit and wish I was a kid again
[Verse Two:]
Back in the days, but now the year is 87
88 thats when my crew and I were in junior high
In 7th grade, I hated school (wish itd blow up)
No doubt I couldnt wait to get out (and be a grownup)
But let me finish this reminescin and tellin
Bout when girls was bellin tight courderoys like for the boys
basket weaves, Nike Court Airs, and footsie socks
And eatin pickles, with tootsie pops
And it dont stop, Im glad cuz when J.J. Fad hit
Supersonic it was kinda like a sport to wear biker shorts
or, to wear jeans and it seemed like the masses
of hoochies, had poison airbrushes on they asses
Dudes, had on Nike suits, and the Pumas with
the fat laces, cuz it was either that or K-Swiss
I miss those days, and so I pout like a grown jerk
Wishin all I had to do now, was finish homework
Its true, you dont realize really what you got til its gone
and Im not, gonna sing another sad song, but
Sometimes I do sit and reminesce then
Think about the years I was raised, back in the days
[Chorus: x2]
[Verse Three:]
Niggerole, I figure that now Im all grown up
Because Im eighteen years old, and guess you could say Im holdin
down a steady job and crew steady mobbin
you steady bobbin your head and Im paid, so I got it made
But, didnt always have clout, used to live in South Central L.A.
Thats where I stayed and figured a way out
I gave it all I had so for what its worth
I went, from rags to riches which is a drag but now Im first
So (Ahmad and The Jones is on our way up)
Yup, we said that we was gonna make it since a kid
and we finally did, but
Sometimes I still sit and reminesce, then
Think about the years I was raised, back in the days
[Chorus: x5 until fades]
(and everybody say) (I remember way back when)
(and everybody say) (I remember way back when)
(and everybody say) (I remember way back when)
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(and everybody say) (I remember way back when)
(and everybody say) (I remember way back when)
(and everybody say) (I remember way back when)
(what?) (back in the day) (when?) (back in the day)
(and everybody say) (I remember way back when)
(and everybody say) (I remember way back when)
(and everybody say) (I remember way back when)
(what?) (back in the day) (when?) (back in the day)
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